“No one can see us,” I tell her, wanting her not to panic as I bring her back to the world around us. “Just watch and feel everything. We’re not leaving this room until you come on my fingers, baby.”
She gasps as I push my fingers deeper, curling them inside her tightness, and finding her G-spot. I’m not watching the people in the room. I’m too transfixed by the woman in my arms and the look of lust and pleasure dancing across her features.
Tilly’s eyes are fixed on the couple at the cross, the girl being finger-fucked from behind instead of the front like Tilly. The woman’s ass is streaked with red, head tipped backward with her mouth hanging open as the guy drives his fingers into her at a pace I’m not sure I could ever replicate.
I slide my hand away from Tilly’s waist, moving it to her breast, toying with her nipple through the thin fabric of her dress. She moans again, this time louder as she arches her back, moving her breasts into my touch. God, I love this woman. I love everything about her. She has the ability to seem so pure and innocent, but there’s an insatiable sexual beast underneath that’s slowly breaking free.
Her panties are too much, a distraction I don’t need in this moment when she’s so close to coming. As soon as my fingers leave her body, she whimpers and writhes against me.
“Quiet, baby,” I assure her as I wrap my fingers around the thin cloth before tearing them away from her skin, leaving no barriers between us.
Her mouth opens to say something, but whatever’s on her tongue disappears as soon as my hand is between her legs again.
She comes quickly, head on my shoulder, rocking her hips into my palm as her body shakes and her pussy convulses around my fingers. She’s beautiful like this, with her cheeks pink, her stare unfocused, and her body humming with pleasure. I plan to spend my life giving this to her, making it my sole purpose to bring her happiness in every form and way possible.
She moves slowly, turning in my arms with hooded eyes and dilated pupils. “I love you,” she whispers against my mouth before sealing her lips to mine.
But her lips fall away as she slides down my body, kneeling in front of me. She works quickly, unfastening my jeans before palming my hard cock between her warm, thin fingers. “I need to taste you.”
I tangle my fingers in her hair as she pulls my cock from my pants, not bothering to pull them down. She’s like a hungry animal as she closes her lips around the tip, moaning as she sucks me deeper.
I can’t stop myself. I rock my hips forward, following the silky warmth of her mouth. My eyes aren’t focused on the people outside the glass, but on my girl sucking me deep and stroking me with such skill, I know I can’t last.
Within minutes, the familiar tingle claws at my spine and my muscles lock before she sucks down everything I have to give. My head’s spinning as I gasp for air, trying to regain what little composure I had before she knelt before me.
I move my hand to her chin, forcing her eyes upward to meet mine. “I love you, sweetheart,” I say softly, but I leave no doubt my words are true.
She smiles up at me with so much joy, I can barely remember there was ever sadness in those same eyes. “You’re not mad?” she asks, gaze dropping again.
I trace the line of her jaw with my thumb, sweeping close to her pouty bottom lip. “How can I ever be mad at you? Why would I be mad at you?”
“For that.” She motions toward the glass with her head, but her eyes are on me.
I shake my head, smirking at my girl. “Never. I’m just glad I was here.” Jesus, am I fucking happy we came when we did, no pun intended.
“It’s so…” Her voice trails off for a moment, but I don’t stop smiling, wanting her to feel comfortable to share anything and everything with me. “…naughty.”
I slip my hands under her arms, cradling her sides as I pull her up so we’re face-to-face. “There’s nothing naughty about sex, even watching other people have sex, baby.”
“Have you?”
“What? Watched people before?” I finish her question because the words seem to get trapped somewhere in the back of her throat.
She nods, and I shake my head.
“I haven’t before now, but I may have to change that if it turns you on.”
“Were you turned on?” She pokes her tongue out and sweeps it across her bottom lip, driving me wild.
“Didn’t you feel how turned on I was?” I raise an eyebrow.
She laughs. “It is hot.”
I stare into her eyes, losing myself in their green depths. “Watching you watch them and seeing how turned on you were is enough to drive any man crazy.”
She looks around the room as I stroke the underside of her ass cheek, loving the softness against my rough skin. “Where did everyone go?”
I shrug and lean forward, pressing my lips to her neck. “Don’t much fucking care,” I murmur against her skin and press my erection into her stomach. “I’m not done with you yet, sweetheart.”
